I had a brand-new 3rd level druid in a brand-new 3E Dark Sun Campaign, in which we began stripped of all items, lacking all but a couple spells, and locked in a cage with a couple of adventure hooks. After escaping and climbing the stairs, we beheld a score slavers, all decked out like fighter-types.
I said, "We can take 'em! Let's go!"
The other three players said, "Are you crazy?"
Metagaming, I said, "It's not like they could all be 3rd level, right?"
Turns out, they were all third level. Luckily, I caused enough of a commotion with my two spells so as to allow everyone else to escape. I only made it--unconscious, of course--by virtue of my animal companion, with whom I had shared a body of the sun spell. The flaming dog scared off enough of the slavers from the door to allow us to escape.
I said, "We can take 'em! Let's go!"
The other three players said, "Are you crazy?"
Metagaming, I said, "It's not like they could all be 3rd level, right?"
Turns out, they were all third level. Luckily, I caused enough of a commotion with my two spells so as to allow everyone else to escape. I only made it--unconscious, of course--by virtue of my animal companion, with whom I had shared a body of the sun spell. The flaming dog scared off enough of the slavers from the door to allow us to escape.